Location: He will forever rest at Mount Sinai Memorial Park overlooking the studios that captured his imagination and that shared his love of telling stories.

Lowell Rottenberg did not love movies the way you and I love movies; Lowell Rottenberg drank them in like elixir, imbibed them ever thirsty for what they could teach him, what they could inspire in him, and how they would eventually inform the movies he made. For 42 years, he watched life through his own personal camera lens, one that focused on the authentic and beautiful, the essence of love, laughter, pain, and anguish we find in daily life, laughing with our therapist, in crying over a beer with a friend, of our first car accident, of our last kiss, and of the first time your son puts their hand in yours.

He left behind a legacy of colorful music videos, a litany of films that shine a light on his eclectic career as he followed the work across borders to create possibility. Lowell Rottenberg didn’t just love movies, he lived a movie, a flawed masterpiece filled with the lives of vibrant characters who loved him deeply, experiences that we could all connect with—and just like every flawed masterpiece, it ends too soon leaving behind a hole where the heart once was—giving us brief moments during which we watch it over again hoping that this time those moments may turn out differently.

Lowell’s brilliant life leaves behind a legacy in the wealth of his work, in the love he shared with his fiancé Kimberleh Weissman and his son Holden Rottenberg. And when long after the music is forgotten and the memories of the films fade, the love he gave his family lives on. He devoted himself to making films, to telling stories, and to creating endless memories for those he loved and for those he would never meet. 

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